Basic History of Equestria

A white pony with long brunette hair and a mark upon her flank in the shape of a feathered pen and ink pot looked calmly down at what would soon be her first creation and her last.The great empress looked upon the world with great excitement and calmness. A smile breached across her face seeing how she would do it. Her creation, more unique than anything. She may have been far from a god of what we picture but she came just close enough to be labeled as such. She was the first and would be revered as Mother Mare soon to come. She had seen many worlds along her travels and all have been the same. Bipedal creatures with great intelligence and diversity. The creatures not like them varied planet to planet but the outcome was still the same. She was the only one of her kind but no longer will she be. She knew doing this would probably cause her death or perhaps lose everything but she wanted too as nothing else would make her happy. Using her unicorn powers she summoned up a sheet of paper and a pen and begun to write silently and calmly. Trying to keep the immense amount of joyfulness inside her heart. She started with the most basic of simple words that we all know. The ones that will start off a beautiful tale. 'Once upon a time..'

As she wrote, the once inhabitable world took a lush form. The gases became hard ground, the once black skies turned a beautiful blue, and the seas begun to sprout on the land. 'There were ponies who controlled the weather and could move the clouds...' she wrote and winds and fluffy white clouds spread across the sky. 'There were ponies who loved the animals of the fields and where of the earth...' She wrote and trees and grasses sprouted forth. 'There where ponies who loved the unknown and mysterious of the world and could do wonderful things....' she wrote and stars begun to sparkle from the night sky and creatures like dragons and griffons appeared and so the like. She was happy that she could use her gift of creation even though she knew the cost but she was not done. 'But there were ponies who controlled the world and made all three ponies come as one.' she wrote and her world was near complete. It was lush and full of mythical creatures but still no ponies. she knew they will come and she wanted to stand around and watch but her powers were depleting greatly. She was no god, not meant to create but she could and took the chance by using her powers. She continued to write and made the moon in the sky and the sun and the stars and gave each pony a talent to come and love. She felt the depletion of her magic and resisted it long enough to continue making the world in her final moments but soon she was done. She looked upon the world in beautiful and full array. Happy to see something like her, even if it didn't take shape just yet. The knowing was enough for her happiness. Her ponies where taking shape from the sky, land, and unknown. She knew she would not be around to see them completed but she didn't mind for the world will soon be done when they are done forming. With her magic gone but spared from the death in which we sadly face she drifted off into a deep slumber into a higher plain to never be seen again.

Out of the winds came the shape of a four legged horse. It had no wings but was majestic and magical flying through the clouds taking shape.  Out came many more like it. They where ponies and where flying lovely and pretty. They where the ancestors of what we knew today, pegasi. The ground and mini trees begun to move and took shape like the wind ponies. beginning to move forward, insects followed them and flowers bloomed with every step they took. The benevolent ancestors to earth ponies. Later was the combination of beautiful stardust that fell from the night sky and took a mysterious shape. the shape was recognizable and formed a pony. This one had a presence of strong magic and had extensive knowledge before even the world. The ancestors to unicorns. Last but not least, as the winds combined, earth and mysteries combine, out came a unique creature that one can only describe as a unity. A single being of three. A combination of perfect Harmony. They would soon be revered as royals, nobles and the representation of a higher plain. They walked like those of the earth, had knowledge of the unknown, and flew like those of the air, they where of one, the alicorn. They didn't come in many and like us there was single pair. A male and Female.  All in which all alicorns will soon descend from. They where plain and did not have anything special in appearance to them. A blank canvas waiting to be painted. The alicorn was a representation of harmony and controlled the worlds setting and soon their natural born descendants will do so too. The sun, moon, asteroids, dawn, dusk, magnetic force field and seasons will be theirs to control. It won't be long before they eventually take shape into what we know today. They lived longer and their longevity was connected to their powers. The first Pegasus, unicorn, and earth pony. They all will come in due time and all will take their place. Soon, very soon.

Not long after many years afterwards, they begun to take form and shape. The embodiment of wind no longer, physical bodies they are of now. Wings flaps at their side in greatness and in the clouds have they made their home. The very first Pegasus to take the form that we know was known as Icarus. An excellent flyer and glider and first master of the skies itself. The earth ponies harvesting the land and took form as well. departing from their ancestors but no their love of nature. The unicorns took form and many grew horns that did wonders with magic. Everyone, now many centuries later closely resembles the ponies in which we know. Not quite so much as the earth ponies still had branches on them and plants and the wind and unicorns the same but soon will they will and soon something new will they all have. A young filly, the first to be born ran to an alicorn in hopes of trying to solve the mystery of the mysterious mark upon her flank. She couldn't get it off no matter how much she tried and sought help with no luck until she realized it represented what she loved to do. She knew it had to mean something and went on following her special talent. There it was upon her flank, the first cutie mark.